Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts/ Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories. Resemblance to any other fanfic is purely coincidental. So no one try to sue me or anything of the sort!

Let me ask you a question.

It's simple, really. What makes you real?

I don't know the answer, but maybe you do. Who knows? Maybe I'll find what I'm searching for once today's over, maybe never. There's just no way to tell, because in one day a life can be created, and in one day it can also be turned upside down.

The sun is about to set. The streets are quiet, so silent that it seems like a ghost town. It might be. But minus the ghosts, of course, since I haven't seen one yet.

So, you know that I can be speaking of only one place.

That's right, reporting live from Twilight Town. The in-between, the only town with a perpetual sunset. It's beautiful, don't you think? It isn't, to me at least. What reason do I have to be happy?

I'm not naturally bitter, and personally, I hate whining, so I'll try to stop. I'm just trying to kill time here, while I wait, I mean. That's why I'm about to reveal the deepest and darkest portions of my memories. But first, you need to know more about me.

I should probably start with my name. Hmm... Well, this is awkward. You see, I don't really have an answer. Never had one. But what does it matter? Let me tell you– a whole lot.

I wish I could tell you that I was Riku of the Destiny Islands. That's who I remember I was, and that's who I should be. But I'm not, because that, like everything else, isn't my right. It's true that I do have the same face and same voice as Riku, but I'm not him.

Then, you ask, just who am I? But here, I'll give you a clue- I'm not his long-lost twin brother either. Can you guess?

You could also say that everything about me is special. Take my strange birth for example. Unlike everyone else, I don't have any family. Why? Because I'm a replica or to put it plainly, a miserable clone.

So, you know what I really am now? The truth is, I'm fake. A perfect carbon copy, but still fake.

How do I start off? By explaining how I'm not like everyone else and the secret of my creation? Yeah, I could do that, though I really hate the idea of delving into the past.

You see, to begin with, virtually nothing belongs to me. It's pathetic to say it, but it's the truth. Not my body, not my mind, not my heart. The only thing that I've ever owned that is unique and mine alone is the story of my existence.

Still here? I'm surprised that a fake could interest anyone at all. Well, can't disappoint my fans, can I? Just kidding! Besides, I'm sure Riku has way more fans than I will ever have... But never mind...

Let's see, for me, it all started on Day 1...